As promised. 💕

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"You know, black rose means death, right?" The car ride seemed to be taking forever, but Shane did mention that it was a three hours road trip. I knew he wouldn't meant to call me 'death', but I wanted a little entertainment for him and maybe, myself, too.

His jaw clenched and he looked over to me. "You know, I'm sorry, right?" I made a serious look and his face gone frustrated. "You know, I'm an idiot, right?" His hand left my thigh and I immediately felt a small pang in my chest. He pulled on his messy, brown hair and made a pity look on me.

I laughed carelessly. "No, no, no, no." I clicked my tongue in amusement, "You are not doing this to me. No—Oh, come on! Not that pouty face! Why does everybody do that? It looks like a duckling."

We laughed and before I knew, we arrived at the stadium. I could feel myself sweating more and more. I was making second thoughts on going up to Justin, but my heart said otherwise. I had to know the truth, I repeated that to myself. I had to know the truth.

Shane kept me beside him, and screaming, wild fans didn't stop him to protect me. He hesitated a little before getting to our seats when he saw so many fans were on our way there before he asked me, "Can I hold your hand?"

His cheeks were getting red and it made me smile. I held his right hand and he guided me to our seats. A loud sound was heard and it was as if a microphone was dropped. The whole stadium echoed a really loud noise that we had to cover up our ears. Shane looked at me when I stared back at him scared.

He gave me a reassuring, side hug and led me to our seats. When we finally sat, Shane made a few jokes that made me laugh so hard, the girl beside me started to think I ran away from the mental asylum. When Shane playfully said yes, she was so happy and said, "Me too!"

I pinched Shane's waist and squinted my eyes on him for letting me sit beside an actual psycho. A few mumblings were heard through the microphone, but I couldn't quite get those words before something was heard rather loudly and I was pretty sure everyone in the stadium heard. My hand immediately held Shane's as my lips went dry.

All we heard was: "She's here with another guy who's about to die tonight!"

Killing innocent people? Yeah, that's Justin. Or should I say—Jason.

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There you go, lovelies. 💕

14th of April, 2017.